The next day was a windy day, and the burnt paper money in the porcelain basin flew up and spread all over the sky, like black butterflies flying in the wind, adding a bit of sadness to this simple funeral.

The coffin of dark wood was repainted with a layer of black paint, giving it a new look. Eight people carried the coffin and carried it out of Mill Lane, playing and beating.

Yu Du was walking in front, wearing malays and wearing filial piety, with a calm and numb expression, as if the person in the coffin was just a stranger.

When we left the city, it was just dawn and there were very few people on the streets.

No one noticed this funeral procession.

Occasionally I glanced at him, but it was just a quick glance.

There was no difference between their funerals and other funerals, except that there were fewer mourners, fewer things were buried with them, and they were not questioned by the soldiers guarding the city when they arrived at the city gate.

The cemetery is desolate, there are no other people nearby, and the large shady house with a single family does not live up to the dignity of Princess Fu Guangyi's consort.

Fu Jiuqu did not show up until the coffin was buried.

"The coffin falls!"

The old Taoist priest in Taoist robes held a fly whisk and shouted loudly.

"Everything in the world is suffering. It's better to go back and turn into dust. To endure all kinds of things in vain, don't think about separation in death and separation in life..."

"Come back, come back, come back!"

The elegy is sad and distant in the roar of the strong wind.

Yu Du watched the black coffin sink into the grave, preparing to seal it with earth. He suddenly felt sad and knelt down in front of the grave with a plop, and finally let out a shrill cry, like the cry of a lonely goose, but also like the roar of despair.

"Come back, come back, come back!"

Parents have a natural bond with their children, and children have a bond with their parents. Even if Yu Du has never seen Fu Guangyi when he was alive, he still cannot erase the sadness brought by his bloodline.

Xin Yi silently lit three sticks of incense in front of the grave.

I looked up and saw that there was no epitaph, only a few stone tablets with simple words "Tomb of Fu Guangyi, the late emperor's consort of the Song Dynasty", and I sighed for a moment.

"Rest in peace. Your son has fulfilled his filial duty for you."

Xin Yi's carriage stopped on the official road.

When she left the mountainside and walked down, she looked back.

In the green pine forest behind the cemetery, there is a slender figure.

Dressed in black, he seems to be integrated with the green pine trees, standing proudly between heaven and earth, like an abandoned child.

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The spring of the first year of Jiayou passed in a state of chaos.

In the blink of an eye, I changed from winter clothes to spring clothes and summer clothes, and the days flew by quickly.

Xin Yi took care of her children and opened a medicine shop, and the business was booming.

Fu Jiuqu established schools and cultivated talents, encouraged farmers and businessmen, and was like a fish in water.

The so-called "treason" accusations disappeared as Gao Minglou was taken away by the Dali delegation.

In the blink of an eye, it was May, on a sunny day with grass growing and orioles flying, Cheng Cang beat gongs and drums to marry Xiang Ling.

The young couple originally didn't want to make a fuss, but Cheng Cang was the eldest son of the family, with four generations living under the same roof. His grandparents and even his great-grandmother were still alive, so how could they do so casually?

When he first wrote the letter, Cheng's father said that he would bring several relatives from Beijing to Yangzhou for a wedding banquet. Cheng Cang agreed, but he didn't know that the so-called "several" were a boatload of people. There were more than thirty relatives in total, carrying

After receiving the ceremony and carrying the box, the box and cage tied with wedding silk were carried into Yangzhou City, attracting countless onlookers.

In comparison, the Zhang family only has a few brothers and sisters in Yangzhou, so the population is a bit thin.

When a man marries a woman, family status is most important.

In terms of family background, the Cheng family is much better than the Zhang family. This is the first time for the relatives to meet Xiang Ling. Before coming, they were a little bit murmuring and not happy. But when they met, the little girl was bright, diligent, and loving.

He smiled and was able to please people. He prepared a table full of delicacies and fine wines, and soon won the favor of her husband's family. The king and concubine of the county personally officiated the wedding, so no one made any irresponsible remarks.

"The days passed so fast, and Xiang Ling got married in a blink of an eye."

My beloved was sitting in the wedding room, looking at the bride dressing up in the bronze mirror with a smile, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Xin Yi saw

She has something on her mind, but she doesn't say anything.

Nowadays, the biggest pursuit of a daughter's family in life is to get married, marry a good man, and have children. The failure of her husband's marriage is a huge blow to her, and Duan Sui has not made a clear statement, so Xinyi can't feel comfortable.

I don't dare to mention this matter to my beloved, for fear of hurting her heart again.

Xiang Ling was carried from Jiuyi Pharmacy to the new house. The new house was by the river at Tongsi Bridge, very close to the pharmacy at Wenjin Bridge.

For this reason, the wedding sedan made a big circle and was carried through the door in a lively manner. It was held in the wedding hall, held towels, sat in the tent, and had fun in the bridal chamber. It was not until the wedding was completed that Xin Yi returned home with several children.

Her husband and Zhang family's sister-in-law went out with her.

Xinyi went south and returned to Zhizhou Yamen.

My husband and sister-in-law went north and returned to Jiuyi Pharmacy.

Xin Yi sat on the carriage, opened the curtain and waved to them.

"Mom..." Sannian suddenly called her in a drawled voice, "When I grow up, I don't want to get married."

Huh? Xin Yi looked back at the serious little girl, let out a sigh, and couldn't help laughing.

Sannian is only eight years old this year, how come she has these messy thoughts in her mind?

Xin Yi asked curiously: "Why?"

Sannian leaned over softly, hugged her arms with both hands, rolled his eyes, and rubbed her with a smile.

"When you get married, you can no longer live with your family. Sanbao will always be with your mother, Uncle Fu, and your eldest brother and second brother."

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Is that so? But... the eldest brother and the second brother are going to get wives."

Sannian pouted, raised her little face and asked her two brothers.

"Are you going to take a wife?"

The ten-year-old Yi Nian was even more steady, raising his eyelids with an expression like he was looking at a fool...

The second thought was very happy, and he said happily: "I want to marry whoever I want. I want to marry one, two, three... five, six, seven... eight should be enough."

Good guy!

Xin Yi looked at him and counted on his fingers, then laughed and hit his head.

"If you don't learn well at a young age, what are you thinking about?"

Er Nian was beaten, touched his forehead and muttered dissatisfiedly, "My son is for his mother."

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "For me?"

Er Nian squinted his eyes and smiled, "Eight ladies, one cooks for mom, one washes mom, one beats mom's back, one washes mom's feet, one combs mom's hair, one grows vegetables for mom, one waters mom.

Water, one to make medicine for mother... Well, eight seems not enough."

Xin Yi almost burst out laughing.

With three thoughts, my eyes almost rolled to the sky.

"Second brother doesn't learn well, he's too shy."

The two mothers returned home in a noisy manner. Fu Jiuqu had just come out of the study. Seeing Xin Yi's rosy cheeks, he reached out to help Xin Yi and hugged her waist, his voice gentle and smiling.

"How much wine did you drink?"

Xin Yi rubbed his face, "I didn't even eat two bites. I made the children laugh so hard that they almost died..."

Fu Jiuqu looked at her suspiciously, but Xin Yi looked around, "Where's Xianyu? Didn't you say you want to keep it with you forever?"

Today's wedding banquet, when the newlyweds were sent to the bridal chamber, Fu Jiuqu left early. At that time, Xianyu was sleepy, and Fu Jiuqu volunteered to take care of the child.

of.

Fu Jiuqu felt ashamed when he heard this.

"At the wet nurse's place..."

He added: "When this kid gets older, I will definitely take care of him."

Xin Yi glanced curiously, "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiuqu said coldly: "My wife made a new robe for me. I just put it on during the wedding banquet today, so this boy gave me a big gift."

"Pfft!" Xin Yi was in a good mood today. After drinking some wine, she felt soft and coquettish as she clung to his arms. "So, you abandoned the child? Fu Jiuqu, you are so brave."

Fu Jiuqu's hand on her body tightened slightly, and his voice was slightly lowered.

"I just have something to do, so I'm leaving

For a moment..."

Xin Yi hooked his neck in dissatisfaction and turned the man to look at him.

"How big of a thing is it for you to not even want your son?"
Chapter completed!